Yeah, man! Because people like Rowling are just artists, and people who write for New Scientist are just, like Scientists, you know?
And what’s going on in Haiti, now led by a Cannibal military leader who wears a Freemasonic symbol as a prominently displayed necklace, is obviously just perfectly normal scientific research for the betterment of mankind.
It’s obviously done on an island to retain proper scientific controlled conditions. Clearly.
And anyone that thinks there is a massive influx of demonic and satanic influences becoming thoroughly exposed since the planned covid scamdemic is just a paranoid religious bigot.
Clearly.
PS:
Hey, you, the guy who looks like you might want to become a religious bigot, here, you like that? How ‘bout this? Maybe a little of this too, you know, to keep the little lady happy too?
No, you’re more like real science guy eh? Okay then, I got some of this, which explains pretty much everything, or maybe this, to fight off depression, ya know?
Look, I got plenty of stuff, you just gotta tell me what you like.
This little book surprised me most of all, because with my completely inability to care about marketing myself or my books, it nevertheless found its own audience by word of mouth I guess and I have people emailing me that they bought several copies and they leave them in random churches with a note to take it.
It’s a pretty short book at only 98 pages and can be read in a couple of hours but has plenty of references and covers all the main perspectives of religious thought, or absence of it in turn.
At first individuals, then families would write me to let me know that they were becoming Sedevacantist Catholics, in some cases, nominally “Catholic” people thanked me for finally resolving for them why they had lapsed and felt the Catholic Church was not really any longer the real Church (The Novus Ordo Vatican II heretic mess is absolutely not only not Catholic, it is Satanic in nature and form). They returned to the real Church finding proper Priests and Bishops and getting baptised or becoming members of the scattered churches that are left and going to proper traditional Holy Mass.
The numbers of Sedevacantists, that is, Catholics that are realising what has really happened in 1958 continue to grow. Sedevacantist groups in England, Italy, France, the USA, Canada, Russia and even a budding little group in Finland, started by a young couple now expecting their first child, continue to grow.
You can’t stop the truth.
And although this little book was really mostly explaining my own perspective on things, it was written in the way I would have liked to find someone discussing these topics in my decades during which the closest I came to religion was a generally Zen-Agnostic somewhat existentialist or fatalist view that probably resembled Samurai-era Shintoism more than any kind of Christianity.
Apparently, my very direct take on things, including the nonsense that gets peddled as “Christianity” has resonated with more people than I ever expected. I hope you read it and enjoy it, and more importantly, it helps you in your passage through life.
No one likes to be betrayed, but I am not talking about infidelity in your marriage here, rather, I am trying, as I have for years, to make you understand a core deceit that you have been living with all your life, like a hooded hawk, without even realising it.
It has always amazed me over the last 4 decades or so, how often the masses, but also a decent number of supposedly, or even apparently intelligent people get fooled, and deceived by what to me, at first glance immediately give off a whiff of… sulphur? Deceit? Lies wired into the DNA. In short, the nefarious stench of the Freemasonic gatekeeper.
If you were to study the history of the Catholic Church, you would come across plots so devious and intricate and ancient that any desire to delve into old conspiracies would be sated within hours and last probably the rest of your natural life if you wanted to keep digging. I covered the main aspects in RTCC, but the fact is that since the official formation of the Illuminati in 1776, the strategy of the Satanists (they have, like their boss, many, many names, Carbonari, Illuminati, Freemasons, Rosicrucians, and on and on and on) has always been the same:
Foment the masses into “regime change” by using class structure (marxism), race (BLM, Critical Race Theory, Math being racist, white “privilege” etcetera), religion (Islam vs everyone, Judaism being an innocent bystander/victim only wanting the best for humanity, Christianity in all it’s forms needing to be Protestant and less “problematic” about things like family, marriage, homosexuality, and so on), sex (feminism, homosexuality, gay adoption, trannies, bestiality, and pedophelia) and whatever else they can think up that is a Satanic inversion of the truth, that will get the useful idiot cattle into creating a stampede. It doesn’t really matter who gets trampled, chaos and the breakdown of cvil society and the inversion of justice is good.
Because naturally a percentage of people who are not COMPLETE morons will not like this, set up a number of “leaders” in the political, intellectual, legal, and social arenas, as “opponents” or “truth-tellers”. The purpose of this is manifold:
It gives the Satanists a good sense of the mass trends and success/failure of their campaigns
It identifies with specificity any potential resistors and “troublemakers” to their plans, so they can be dealt with in a number of ways.
It controls the followers of these “leaders” because invariably, they are “ineffective” they “fail” or they simply do a 180 degree about face.
The point is that the Satanists, always, always, ALWAYS rig the game. Bet on red they win, bet on black, you lose.
And even relatively sharp people like James Delingpole get taken in by these deceivers. His recent talk with David Icke and his post about it explain it, but he does not do a very good job in either case. If you look at the podcast from about one hour and thirty minutes in or so, James misses the opportunity to nail Icke to the floor by hammering the one nail he is absolutely correct on.
Aside his fantastic, reptilianoid theories (which he has mutated into more palatable stuff over the years since he first started) even if you were to accept his ideas as somewhat coherent, James makes a very solid point: If Icke’s theories are correct, and we are being run in a simulation by demonic entities that use human bloodlines to control and enslave us and our “waking up” just means we see the bigger “allness” of it all but there is no God, no loving creator, no actual specific saviour, then what’s the point? And what is the origin of it all? Icke avoids the question like a greased eel and never gives a straight answer, and James gets flustered and lets him slide off.
I would never waste 15 seconds of my time on Icke other than to expose him, so I would never have given him my time to begin with, but if I had been on that panel, I would have relentlessly hammered the point home. What’s it all about David? Where is “God” in your philosophy? And Icke kind of admitted there isn’t really a God, just an “allness”. But if that’s all there is, why the demons? Why their need to corrupt humanity? Are they just interdimnsional parasites and we are unlucky in this part of the Universe? It is, of course, nonsensical, and insofar as it could be making sense to a point, you lose sight of the fact that its real, subterfugeous and hidden aim, is really to distance you from the truth of God and hence the truth of how to fight back and not fall into deception and eventually the despair of hell.
Icke and Alex Jones, Joe Rogan, and Milo YankmyPoleUs, Jordan Peterson, Andrew Tate (and his Gamma wizard that runs him), Emo Jones, Gay Gary Voris, Taylor Marshall, black science man, bowtie “do butt stuff’ science man, the entire Vatican, Bergoglio and his retinue of pedophiles and frauds, Protestantism as a whole, the “right” and “left” political parties, really pretty much everything in modern life is really just designed to distract you, delay you, and waste your life in inconsequential, or (better yet for them) self-destructive, nefarious, degenerate nonsense, and if you begin to get an inkling of an idea about the truth, then they want you wallowing in the retard pool of the fake “truthers” that tell you tidbits of information and then blend it in with complete nonsense. The Flat Earth stuff is a typical example. Mix it in and get operatives to bring it up in groups that maybe are actually looking at real stuff, like antigravity technology, and it gives the whole exercise a sudden stench of retardation and so-called normal people don’t even look at any of it because it’s like picking sewage out of your ice-cream.
And these are not coincidences or temporary efforts, there are endless money and conscious plots to stop any truth, and real resistance, and any truth about Catholicism at all getting out. There are powerful people with essentially infinite resources dedicated to this stuff. So they are not going away and no, none of them are “salvageable”.
I have been explaining this in as many ways as possible since my early to mid-twenties. It is literally a strategy identified in the Permanent Instructions to the Alta Vendita (Carbonari) and these documents were captured and discussed in the Papacy some 200 years ago. I mention them in RTCC and translate some extracts and related documents, so you don’t have to take my word for it, I give you the references.
But above all, my point is simply this:
BEWARE the gatekeepers. When a nobody suddenly shoots to fame for being “a good guy” against the homoglobos, be extremely suspicious, and look into his background. Especially if they are heavily funded.
Of course, aside the gatekeepers there are also a bunch of cracked eggs that believe all sorts of insane stuff, like the Flat Earthers, and so on, but the David Ickes of the world can be both in your face as well as subtle, and you need to learn to spot them in the wild.
And if you are despairing right now and thinking, but then, what is true? What refuge is there?
Refuge? Not much son, we are at war don’t you know? It’s a war between Satan and his minions, in all their forms, and Christ and his soldiers, on the other side. Here, learn about 1958 Sedevacantist Catholicism, AFTER you learn about REAL Catholicism first. Then tell me if that doesn’t describe and fit and make sense of the world as we have it today better than any other philosophy since the dawn of man.
No refuge, but there is an almost dry trench here, plenty of ammo, a good bayonet and trench clubs, and if you keep on your toes, you might even get a cup of hot coffee and some toast and jam before we crawl through the mud in the dead of night to go send those demons back to the pit they crawled out of.
Welcome. (Pats you on the back as he hands you your rifle and ammo).
Thanks to TrevorGoodchild on Gab, I was made aware of this long but very good post on the female perspective of the modern radioactive wasteland that is the current era in terms of social interactions.
One of the most insightful passages was this:
Feeling alienated from your body, disliking the male attention your body invites, secretly feeling a kind of thrill when your beauty benefits you, enjoying the power you hold over men: these are feelings girls commonly experience as they transition to womanhood.
In a healthy society, young girls eventually come to terms with these complex and somewhat contradictory feelings. This is not the case today. Today, young women are rewarded most for acting on their most pathological impulses. Platforms such as Instagram and OnlyFans incentivize some young women to profit from the male gaze to the detriment of their future well-being. On the other hand, for young women who feel alienated by their sexual desirability (or lack thereof), there exist a plethora of alternative online communities like FTM or pro-eating disorder spaces that offer young women refuge from the male gaze, while offering them emotional support and subcultural status.
What is not at all encouraged is coming to terms with the complex feelings womanhood induces within young girls, coming to terms with that mix of terror and thrill. This process is entirely disrupted by modern social norms. Why? Because sexual norms today skirt around one obvious, horrifying fact: women like being sex objects. That eighteen year old on OnlyFans? She’s not motivated by entrepreneurial drive, economic desperation, patriarchal socialization, or any such external factor we may want to point to. No, she simply likes the idea of being a hot commodity, of being so sexy that men would pay to see her. She likes being a whore. Acknowledging women’s innate desire to be sexualized, to be objectified, is sacrilegious; it is a truth conveniently avoided by both feminists and traditionalists alike. Instead, they posit that women’s behaviour is entirely downstream of that of men’s, that if men didn’t desire women so much, that if they stopped watching porn, stopped “objectifying women,” stopped having sex outside of marriage, that all sexual degeneracy would disappear. And so, male sexuality is criminalized, and female sexuality is conveniently ignored. And while this set of social norms preserves a rosy, hapless image of women, it harms young girls through its complete lack of social regulation of feminine sexual impulses. If you do not restrict female sexual impulses, what you get is a race to the bottom, with young girls intensely competing with each other for sexual attention. A lack of common sense limitations leads to a rise in things like unnecessary plastic surgeries, the proliferation of photoshop, hypersexual online personas. The digital landscape is flooded with images of inhumanly beautiful women. Intense sexual competition has adverse effects on other young girls by either encouraging them to adopt such behaviours, or by alienating them from womanhood entirely.
“Male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies? Up on a pedestal or down on your knees, it’s all a male fantasy: that you’re strong enough to take what they dish out, or else too weak to do anything about it. Even pretending you aren’t catering to male fantasies is a male fantasy: pretending you’re unseen, pretending you have a life of your own, that you can wash your feet and comb your hair unconscious of the ever-present watcher peering through the keyhole, peering through the keyhole in your own head, if nowhere else. You are a woman with a man inside watching a woman. You are your own voyeur”
.—Margaret Atwood, The Robber Bride
Ultimately, what growing up means for girls, is coming to terms with the male gaze. The male gaze, contrary to the popular feminist conception of it, is not a product of patriarchal society. Rather, the voyeur in your own head is a native facet of feminine psychology. The voyeur in your head is awareness of your desirability, the power it holds, the danger it can bring; this awareness is crucial for women to have as they navigate the world around them.
And the most insightful sentence in that extract was this:
She likes being a whore.
That one sentence, in the context it was written, is, as the writer correctly identifies, the biggest taboo of the modern world. That admission can never be made in public without the person saying it being essentially cancelled as some kind of woman-hating, (internalised if you are female like the writer, of course) patriarchal pig/slave (depending on if you’re a man/woman) and so on.
Now, those men among us who had a past that involved being intimate with a rather high number of women, in a secularised context absent pretty much all religion of any kind, will know that pretty much every woman has that impulse somewhere in her make up. I’m sure there are exceptions, but they are generally not what one would refer to as “normal” women. Some may be the result of rape, sexual abuse, and so on. Some may be neuro-atypical and so on, as always, nothing is always all the same, there are always exceptions, but by and large, the average woman, has in her a “I want to feel like a whore” button. Some are more aware of it than others, of course, and some are unaware of it until a man flicks that button a few times expertly, but as I say, in most cases it’s there. It is, in essence, a normal biological aspect of femaleness, just like it is a biological aspect of maleness to like feeling like a conquering hero (or anti-hero, whatever, the conquering and winning part is what makes us feel alive).
Did you see that Sci-Fi film with Arnie called Total Recall (it’s badly based on a PKD story) but anyway when they are presenting him with a fictional fantasy holiday and they ask him what romantic partner he would like for his fantasy induced “holiday” and they say “be honest” he gives up and indeed says: “Slutty”.
Using the word all/every in the same context as above, i.e. a generalisation, it is simply a fact that every man wants a whore in bed and a lady outside of their bedroom (well, ok, home in general, maybe public toilets, secluded spots in parks, back of cars… you know what I mean!).
The ideal woman for most men is a complete slut in bed, open to all the sexual excitement and fantasies he might have, but… loyal most of all and forever to just him.
And the ideal man for pretty much every woman, is a man that is manly enough to make her want to behave like a complete whore in bed. But who has eyes only for her.
The ideal relationship for both sexes is one where the other partner inspires almost unbridled sexuality and sensuality for you, while at the same time confining it within the limits of your relationship.
Yes, I am aware that there are large (and growing) areas of the population where wife-swapping, cuckolding, orgies, multiple sex partners and other fetishes actually take place, but those relationships where those aspects of sex become a regular reality instead of remain limited to a private fantasy, invariably end in tears and tragedy. There are no successful “polyamorous” relationships or long term “throuples”. Every one of those perversions of the natural order of one man and one woman is not conducive to the maximum happiness for both. Some might be artificially sustainable, such as the practice of having multiple wives. Historically there are instances where powerful men or certain societies permitted men to have multiple wives, and such societies still exist and one could say “function” after a fashion, but the reality is that neither the man nor the women in those situation had reached their maximum potential for true, deep, lasting serenity, and that is for a very simple reason:
Maximum serenity is achieved when you have real, deep, intimate connection to another human being and that can only be achieved at its deepest and most pervasive level in an intimate relationship between a man and a woman.
Oh, you might touch aspects of it in certain fetishised moments of a relationship that is not classical of that kind. Certainly I have experienced in my pre-catholic days a certain level of sexual gratification/understanding with some women, that even though was at times simply limited to that singular or infrequent encounter due to the temporary nature of the “relationship” achieved a certain level of “understanding” or feeling of mutual acceptance without any judgement or however you want to label it, that it does achieve a sense of closeness, an aspect, if you will, of “love” or at least a facet of it. But one might make the same statement of perhaps a pair of serial killers finding a moment of “spark” as they hunch over their latest victim to cannibalise it. Yes, yes, you might have felt something that you might think is “deep” and insofar as your experience of life might go (you know as a serial killer, or serial slut (of either sex)) it may well have been the “highlight” to date of your connection with another human being, and because sex is so powerful, if you just had your third and most mind-blowing orgasm in a row while trussed up in some S&M position in your full gimp outfit and a livecam to your only fans only “enhancing” the thrill for you, you might think you have reached the pinnacle of human intimacy. But you have not. You may have touched bottom on a deep dive into some fetishism, specific degenerate thing or even wide-spread generic degeneracy, but true, deep, pervasive intimacy, you have not reached sir, or madam. And trust me, I speak from a rather extensive degenerate past and experience on the matter.
The level of human intimacy that truly calms and fills you with a genuine and pervasive experience of love, is only generated between one man and one woman. Instinctively we all know that from birth. As the ancient Greeks and others knew, there are various forms of love, and we can define different relationships on the basis of it, but the one that covers all of them the most is simply the one that is of a man and woman who choose a life together to make children and raise them. Anything else is a shadow at best if not a cruel parody that brings only misery (gay “marriages” and the accompanying child trafficking that results from gay “adoptions”).
Your relationship with a woman you are particularly compatible with sexually might feel fulfilling, and indeed such relationships usually last quite long if there is at least a baseline of other factors to support it, but amazing sex on its own will not do it, yet, in the modern era, the focus is on that first and foremost.
If you have daughters and are raising them and you are unaware of these facts, or worse, you try to ignore them pretending they are not realities, your daughters are headed for the rocks in the metaphoric navigation of life.
Acknowledging a girls’ natural inclinations due to her biological sex is required, as is required your duty as father to teach her how to avoid the pitfalls of her own biology. Just as you do with a boy you would raise. But as a man, raising a boy is easier, because firstly, we are simpler, secondly we are men, so we know what it’s like to be one, and thirdly, boys are generally responsive to plain logic and direct line of thinking. The pitfalls for both boys and girls are mostly handled by the same skill: The ability to regulate your own emotions. Difficult as it is for all human beings, the skill is generally a lot easier to achieve for boys. and once again, the reasons are mainly biological.
Female brain structure is physically different in some important aspects from male brain structure. Their hormones affect them and their thinking, mood, mind and brain to degrees that men can only imagine, but rarely experience outside of perhaps drug induced stupors.
Helping a young girl navigate not only the outside world, but her own biology and emotion-inducing hormones, is a far more delicate and complicated matter.
You do need to be aware of her biology and not demonise aspects of her that are natural things, but you also need to teach her to regulate these things in a way that leads to healthy and positive outcomes for her and steers her away from negative outcomes. And you also need to appreciate that for a girl or woman, the ability to control her emotions in a positive fashion tends to be far more restrictive. Historically every functioning society has known this, placing heavy and strict restrictions on female sexuality. And of course the feminists will tell you it was all to oppress women and so on, but the reality is that (as the article mentioned also points out clearly) women, left to their own devices tend to make horrifically bad decisions and civilisations tend to collapse in short order when this is the case.
An innocuous example might suffice.
In teaching self-discipline to my children, the approach with the boy, who is only 4, is very much simpler and direct. He’s been told eating too much sweets or say chocolate, or whatever is not good for him and we want the best for him and as a result he simply asks if he can have this or that and when he is told no, at most he asks why. Provided a clear explanation he accepts the decision most times. His little sister seeing him do this is more disposed to following suit… I say more disposed… not how much more… It’s a tiny amount. She will argue and try to pull a fast one a lot more than he does. My eldest daughter on the other hand is a complete choc-aholic. I was the same and even in my thirties and later I could eat three full chocolate slabs and think nothing of it. When I was swimming competitively as a teenager and living alone in the UK I survived on cheese and chocolate and random meals I microwaved. I was never fat, because I always moved and I have lucky genetics. She is very similar in this regard, but when I explained it is not healthy and she should not devour whatever chocolate is in the house (something she did like a thief in the night several times) and I finally put my foot down hard, far more on the sneaky way she had done it than the thing itself, the next time we went shopping and it was just me and her and I said should we get some chocolate, she said no. Surprised I asked how come. Her explanation was enlightening:
“Because I can’t really control myself if I know we have it in the house. So if it’s not there, at least I can’t go and eat it.”
The boy would simply be ok with not touching it until he’s told it’s ok to do so, or limit himself to one or two pieces a day or week or whatever we decided, but the girl realised her own will-power or discipline was not enough and so took steps to safeguard against her own known weakness.
That subtle but extremely important difference plays out throughout most of a woman’s life.
And returning to sex, because it is such a powerful force, if a girls’ (also natural) defences against being bedded are bypassed by some slight of hand/emotional manipulation/general social pressure, and then repeatedly so, her ability to bond deeply with another human being becomes scarred over by each encounter, making it progressively harder to make it a possibility.
Being aware of these things as a father is of paramount importance, and I am astonished at the level of absolute incompetence we see today in the parenting skills in general but especially of how pathetic so many men are at being fathers for their daughters.
I see comments from apparently fathers that ask things like: “What can I do? I mean the sex stuff is everywhere and my daughters dress like whores, but it can’t be helped, and where will they find a good man?”
Well buddy, short a miracle, they won’t because they never had one in the first place where they should have: Their home! You weakling, metrosexual, pathetic excuse for a father.
Seriously, the more I look at Clown World with a bird’s eye view, the more I realise that I was absolutely right ten years ago, some 3 years before I even got baptised, when I said that two things would be pivotal: Christianity (which I have since come to view as being limited to actual Catholicism i.e. 1958 Sedevacantism) and city states, because once the SHTF it will be communities that stick together that will resit and survive whatever evil wind comes their way.
I hope more and more people will see these truths soon, and that is happening, even if I know the numbers will never approach what my blue-sky tinted heart would wish.
But you never know; God does act in mysterious ways; and he does have a powerful sense of humour, after all: He made me a hardcore Believer.
This last piece from the article is another important point (emphasis added):
Why are young women today so deranged? Because no one is honest with them and they cannot be honest with themselves. Parents lie to you, teachers lie to you, friends lie to you, everyone lies to you. If anyone dares tell you the truth, they are ostracized.
There is the ultimate betrayal. Parents who lie to their children about reality. Life. Basic stuff. And many do so because they are so retarded and brainwashed themselves they honestly don’t know any better.
But many do it because of the fear of running against the grain. Of indeed, being ostracised.
Luckily for my daughters, I never gave a flying fornication at a rodent’s anus what pretty much the entire rest of humanity thought of me or if I was well-liked or feared or infamous. As a result, no matter how counter-narrative the truth may be, there is never any worry that they will not be told how two plus two is always, without any exception, forever and ever, four.
For the initial book reviews I will tend to not give any spoilers and instead recommend a few titles that cover a whole vast topic in a rather comprehensive way. These will all be non-fiction Books and have the Must Read Books title plus whatever part they refer to with a generic topic too, so they can easily be found using the search me button on the right sidebar. You may wish to bookmark this entry as a reminder.
The Four Witnesses by Rod Bennett – Written by a previously Protestant “Pastor” this book is probably one of the best single volume works that gives anyone objective enough evidence that Christianity is and always was Catholic and ONLY Catholic. The writer converted as a result of his studies. Skeptics can then use his references and the works of the patristic fathers he mentions (and others) prior to the Bible even having been compiled (which was done only about 300 years AFTER Jesus Ascended, and compiled by oral tradition of the Catholic Patristic fathers, complete with Popes and everything else).
Bearing False Witness by Rodney Stark – Written by yet another Protestant, yet an honest Historian, Stark details at least the most egregious lies that Protestantism has laid at the feet of Catholicism. This is by no means an exhaustive work, but is useful to dispel at least a few of the biggest lies that Protestants are taught from birth about Catholicism.
The Crusades, of Iron Men and Saints by Harold Lamb – This is the definitive work on the first crusade and written by a man that went to extraordinary lengths to cover the issue as objectively as possible, having translated documents from the Arab world too. It remains a masterpiece and if after reading this you still do not understand what Catholicism really was (and is, insofar as it continues to exist) then, I think you are probably lost to Churchianity forever. It should also cure you of any misguided ideas about Eastern Orthodoxy being the “true” home of the Church. They are traitorous backstabbers that never spread the gospel beyond their immediate surroundings.
God’s Battalions by Rodney Stark – This small volume is best read before Harold Lamb’s in order to give context to the entire Crusades for those who have not studied it in school (so, everyone).
Believe! – My own short book on Christianity and how from a life-long Zen-Agnostic generally materialistic hedonist I became a hardcore Catholic (i.e. Sedevacantist). This short book has resulted in many people returning to the true Catholic Faith, as it briefly also explains why the current “Catholic Church” headed by Bergoglio is really a Satanic hive of impostors and has been since 1958.
Reclaiming the Catholic Church – My own far more detailed and referenced book on the Catholic Church and how and by whom the infiltration of it that reduced it to a mere fragment of its original size and majesty happened. This book also explains the Sedevacantist position in extreme detail and highlights some of the direct heresy present in each of the Vatican II documents. It explains why the last valid Pope died on the 9th of October 1958 and why the Code of Canon Law of 1917 is the bulwark against the lies of the impostors and remains the impregnable fortress of truth against their lies and false teachings. It covers the infiltration of the Freemasons, and before them the Carbonari and so on. It has enough references you need not take anything I say on faith, you can research it yourself. It also answers every single supposed “criticism” of sedevacantism, and has had no valid refutations to date. Ebook cheaper and direct here.
The above books will essentially give you a crash-course in the reality behind actual Catholicism and point out that the fakery, lies and impostor “Catholic” clergy are all hell-bent on making sure that no one, but especially young men, do not find out the truth about actual Catholicism.
The few young men who do, tend to get married happily, young, and make babies early and often.
And the future belongs to those who show up for it.
Regardless of your opinion of Catholicism, which, like my own and everyone else’s that hasn’t spent time studying it properly is built on lies, the discovery of the historical facts will absolutely make your perception of life on this planet shift quite a bit.
A couple of hours after I posted the the screenshot below of some of my books on amazon, I received a rather flattering email from a loyal reader who wanted to let me know he got himself quite the Christmas haul for the start of his reading in 2024. He had previously read believe and RTCC but had given RTCC away to a friend and decided to get it again and realised he actually needed it too.
It’s email like his that make a writer’s day, because we know for every one that we receive there are probably a hundred others that feel similarly but never got round to writing to let us know, for the million reasons that affect and interrupt all of us daily.
He was kind enough to include a photograph of his purchases, which means he sort of beat me to the punch for showing you how gigantic NAZI MOON is. Enjoy.
I realise that for most millennials and zoomers the second world war is mostly something they confuse with another legend, about something that happened long, long ago, in a Galaxy far, far away. Nevertheless, if you really want to understand something truly real about how this planet actually works, why all the screwed up things that do not make any logical sense are the way they are, and far more importantly, how any of them might change for the better, a global overview and understanding of human history is required.
See, if you are born in a work camp in North Korea where starvation, death of you and anyone near you at the whim of a chubby dictator, is the norm and so on, you would have no idea of any other life. You would almost certainly not even be able to THINK of escape, or a different life. After all, it’s all you know. Your starvation-level substandard food and poor to non existent health-care —-when it’s not actually experimental medical procedures performed on you for purposes that have absolutely nothing to do with bettering your situation—- are certainly not there to help you think better.
When ALL the information you have and have ever had is that you must fawn over dear leader like a God or die, you can’t possibly even imagine a world where you own your own home, car, clothes. Where you can research and read and learn what you want. A world where you can criticise, disagree or perhaps even get involved in the running and bettering of things.
How can you? You know nothing else.
Well, reader, you are that child. You are that innocent that has been raised in the intrinsic lies of a prison planet. And no, I am not exaggerating.
Oh you are undoubtedly better off than the Korean hypothetical child (except they are very real people too) if you can read this, but believe me, when I say you have absolutely no idea of what COULD be, in fact, you don’t even have a clue about what SHOULD be. None, I assure you.
And in order to even BEGIN to have the tiniest clue of what the reality really is, you need to have context. History. Information. Real information. Factual information. In short, you need the truth, however fragmented, however imperfect, about what actually exists beyond your immediate reality. Beyond the mental prison walls you have been raised from within.
That North Korean child needs to know history. If he knew that the place he was born into is just one, that almost everywhere else on Earth he would have a better chance at all those freedoms he can’t even entertain in his mind as aspirations, well, that knowledge might frustrate him enough to try to escape, but he would likely fail. He’d be like a rat in a maze just looking for an exit, and the people controlling the maze have plenty of experience at killing and neutering such rats. The whole of North Korea is designed to do just that.
If that North Korean child has access to the truth about his country, if he could see hundreds, or even thousands of years into the past of the region that is now North Korea, he would have an overview, an understanding, that NOTHING could remove from his mind. He wouldn’t just have a burning frustration in his heart and soul. He would have knowledge. The kind of knowledge that can become power. The kind of knowledge that is not just an ephemeral idea that vanishes on waking, but rather is the driving force that makes one plan and work and build a way to not just escape the immediate situation of the mental and then physical prison you are born into, but also to destroy the evil that has created the conditions that have been crushing you and your very core, your spirit, and robbing you of your deserved calm and peace and love and wealth and the very possibility of living a life that is an absolute joy and an adventure. A life where your efforts are not syphoned off, along with your very energy for life, by a vampiric system that has you as hooked up to despair as surely as a cow in a factory is hooked up to milk draining machinery.
Once you know the truth about what went on before, what used to be, and was taken away from you, what life was like and how, projecting that existence into the future, yes, we should really all be living an existence that currently we don’t even find in the most optimistic fantasy fiction, well… once that happens, you simply can’t forget. Can’t pretend you no longer know or have any alternative. Once you KNOW, you become a force that cannot be stopped.
It does not even mean you become a freedom fighter hiding in the hills. Your simple knowing, will literally begin to change the course of history. And your spreading of that knowledge to others becomes like a positive infection; a contagious dis-ease, that makes people naturally begin to gravitate away from the perpetration of the lie and towards an alternate existence.
Small actions of rebellion that cannot be stopped eventually turn into small acts of rebellion by the very enforcers, who although in a “better” position, are, for the most part, just as imprisoned as you are, that is: mentally first of all. He too knows no better. Keeping the slaves in line and hooked up to life-force draining despair-machines is all he knows too. And he knows his choice is enforce it on you 24/7 or replace you in it, while now he is only hooked up to the small-sized life-force draining despair-machine, and he even gets 2 hours a day when he’s enforcing it on you when he’s not even hooked up to it! And if he beats you more enthusiastically he might even get promoted to 4 hours off it and a 15 minute food-eating break!
I mean, you might not become best friends, but you understand how it works. And even that enforcer, if he knew… if he had access to that history that is even MORE severely banned from his eyes than it is from yours, well… that burning flame of rebellion and even revenge, would begin to start from a tiny fire to, eventually, a raging tornado of vengeance. Think on it. You have merely been a slave, but he… he has been tricked into being an enforcer. On causing the harm directly. He has been lied to into being the bad guy. How do you think you would react to that news?
Waking up to you being a slave hooked up to a life-force draining despair-machine is no picnic, although it beats the hell out of remaining asleep while hooked up to it. But imagine waking up to you being one of the people that hooks up babies to the same life-force draining despair-machines. Imagine the shame. The guilt.
And imagine how you would feel towards those who raised you from birth to be that creature. That monster that jabs the needles right into the little bodies of innocents. How do you think you’d feel? Forgive and forget just might not do it, don’t you think?
Now imagine what the people who created, invented, and currently run this entire system feel like.
The fat little tyrants at the top that ride on the waves of all your collective misery and laugh. And enjoy it. Who even revel in your misery and despair. It entertains them. They laugh at watching your child starve to death while they gorge themselves on eating delicate and rich meats. In fact, in some cases, those meats are literally made from dead babies they murdered in this or other fashions.
If you became aware of this reality, and others around you did, do you think it would not change? You know it would. You absolutely KNOW it would. It always has. Throughout ALL of human history, the ENTIRE story of humanity has been a back and forth between the fat little controllers and the teeming masses in despair.
Champions arise and the tide changes from time to time. Then things get better for a time and then the little fat controllers eventually resume power again, and the cycle repeats. But each time, human consciousness reaches —-in an absolute paradox—- simultaneously, both, ever-higher peaks of awareness and also ever-lower levels of stunned unconsciousness.
Now pay attention, because this next part is really crucial.
The stunned masses are like a herd of herbivores on an African plain. They will tend to go where all the other herbivores near them go.
80% of people are slaves.
The remaining 20% encompasses everything from the believer, to the warrior, to the deceiver, to the builder, to the few kings that arise from time to time.
Even as a slave though, your little light, your tiny fire inside, your little flame, matters. That little sharp, nervous, tiny, movement of one hoof from one herbivore is what gets the one next to it to do the same and then the two next to that one do it too, and before you know it, you have a stampede that engulfs and destroys all the mental barriers and physical ones too that the fat little controllers have built. The entire factory you are trapped in, all of you/us hooked up to despair-machines, collapses when the entire herd suddenly moves. And sure, maybe it was a warrior that started it all somewhere far from you. Or a believer that sparked a group somewhere else. Or a builder that created a way to use the cage-sides to climb out of the despair-machine. Maybe even a warrior-king started it all. But in any case, it is you and your little flame that is needed. It is you who eventually matter and make it happen, even with your tiniest movement towards freedom from the despair-machines and their fat little controllers.
And it ALL starts with knowing some history. It ALL starts with knowing what went on before. What is humanity really about? What kind of planet are we on?
So. Once this idea is in your head, you will, in most cases, either start researching and studying things until you see it for yourself —but that generally only happens if you are one of those 20% that are, to one extent or other, self-starters.
Sure, some slave gets there too, but overwhelmingly, they do not. And overwhelmingly, even the 20% types give up. They dig and see a new layer of lies and then another and another and another and they get tired and assume it’s lies all the way down. So they try to exist with as much despair as they can tolerate, and limp along.
It takes a real autist to dig through all the lies and come to something solid. And then, pretty much almost by blind chance. Because he might have dug in another direction and never got there.
And insofar as I have achieved anything, well, I am that autist. Or at least one of them. I have come across others that have found solid pieces of the truth about us and our place here. But only pieces. As far as I am aware, I have not come across anyone else to date that has put together the real history of humanity and that really provides a much wider picture than any I have seen before.
Certainly the second world war and the events of it, the REAL events of it, not the ones we have all been told about are the events, but the real ones, the motives, the people and their purposes behind the making and the creating of those wars, are a big piece. But even then just a piece. Not enough on its own to really light that flame for many; perhaps, at most, a few. But it lacks staying power, it lacks purpose in time. And tends to fade into a generally bitter ember.
Some find it in religion. In the truth of a loving God that in fact does make sense, despite the horrid prison we find humanity trapped into. And that gives a certain peace, a certain comfort, a level of serenity, sure. But hardly ever a burning fire of action. It is a flame, yes, but it is a little candle with a wind-shield and it remains but that. Sufficient for making your own individual life tolerable, but not really enough to start the blaze required. Nevertheless, it is a piece, for sure, a central one, and if you dig enough in that one, you realise that aside from a loving God, there is also the Enemy. And this is his prison-planet.
Now that CAN get you fired up enough. Oh yes. It can, and if you also have the real history of WWII understood (insofar as it can be) then you will be more of a firebrand. You could start something. And you definitely would begin to spread something to others. Because your internal flame is based on faith and love and God, not bitterness and rage and despair, so it can last, and spreading the word about a pivotal time of history does make a difference, but it is rare that you can infect a sufficient number of people with your level of faith AND historical knowledge. You’ll make waves but probably it will not start the stampede.
But now we come to a piece almost no one has. The existing actual technology that already exists, that is intimately tied to the Second World War, and… also… to ANCIENT human history.
Now, with this piece too, you have not just a blind hope, but a real hope. A hope based on a vision you can see in the distance. That’s more than mere hope. That’s a destination you can see and move towards.
And that information, that idea, I did see, I did figure out. By luck, or chance, or my particular blend of autistic-like determination and insatiable curiosity and fascination with possibilities and imaginings.
I first figured out that a LOT of what we are told is a lie very early on. But I had put it down mostly to people being dumb, rather than it being the result of a very intentional deceit perpetrated on us all on a global and historical scale that encompassed literally all of human history.
Then I figured out the technology. And I knew then, the scale of the lie was beyond the scope of a human mind to grasp, but it was still limited in my mind to the “movers and shakers” being mostly evil, power-hungry, selfish bastards, who, despite their ugly natures, also had some very real, and valid, security concerns.
And finally, by what I can only recognise as divine providence, I, a lifelong Zen Agnostic with no interest in the idea of a loving God whatsoever, because the concept was patently absurd, as far as I could see, especially given the scale of the other two pieces I mentioned just above, was suddenly made aware of that too: the reality of an actual Loving God and the situation humanity finds itself in, trapped on a planet under the dominion of the Enemy. And then it did all click into place. There is no extinguishing the flame of anyone that sees all three of these pieces.
So, there are two paths to it, really.
The engineer’s path and the slave’s path.
The engineer’s way, which is the solid discovery of each moving part, and then reconstructing it all, piece by undeniable piece, in which case I suggest, if you want to save time (and by that I mean decades), you read the following in this order:
That is the path of the engineer. It is harder because it is real science. It’s like building an engine instead of just seeing a film or reading about it. But once you have done it, it is absolutely undeniable and you can infect others with this positive dis-ease in multiple ways. You can spread pieces and make little flames all over the place. You become a builder of ways. Spiritual, emotional, intellectual, physical. And sometimes more than one or even all of them.
That is why it is the harder path. Because it is the path of the doer. Engineers are part of the 20%. Be they Builders, Believers, or Warriors, at their core, engineers are part of the 20% that can do.
The slave’s path instead is easier. You just read a story. And that story inspires you and makes you ready to move and begin to make little movements that change others. You spread the story and are that little hoof movement that can spark the entire herd into a stampede. You might never know if you even started it yourself or not, but just your knowing the story changes reality. And of course, sometimes a slave that reads a story discovers he was merely a sleeping engineer too.
And perhaps, if the story spreads enough, then we discover that ALL the slaves too are not just slaves, but artisans, and artists, and builders and farmers, and living and loving people whose gift to us all is kindness, and humility, and peace, and nurturing. And then you might find out, you, brash, doer, you, mighty engineer, you, fearless warrior, that the multitude of slaves, is, every one, a better human being than your bloody, forceful, enforcer-fighter-like soul.
And you, small, apparently unimportant, apparently insignificant, loving, kind, ex-slave, might find that battle-scarred warrior-builder, his eyes alight with the shame of his newfound truth about you and the multitudes like you, in his terrible and ferocious way, he too, was a slave, just like you.
And if this is your path, then I suggest you just read this story:
Oh, and if you think, this whole post, everything I wrote here, and the books I spent years discovering and then putting together to share what I learnt with the world is just so as to get you to buy my books and make me “rich”, or just, yet another scam, then fuck you. Seriously.
I have been putting these pieces together for over 30 years. And have been writing longer than that. And in all that time, my writing, my books, was never even a relevant factor in my consideration of income. In fact, had I used the time I spent reading and researching and studying and writing on these topics in the most menial of paid jobs, I would undoubtedly be financially better off. It simply isn’t a factor in why I write. And should I ever reach a point where my writing were to become a significant or even main factor in my income, all it would mean is that I could then dedicate even more of my time to researching, deepening, and sharing more of what I find.
I mention this, only because, it is understandable that given the dominion of lies we all live under, that most people are so used to being scammed, so habituated to being promised utopia only to be robbed and drained even a little more of what tiny life-essence they have left, that it is natural to simply assume I am just another snake-oil salesman.
But I am not promising you that if you read the books I wrote, listed above, you will magically become the proud owner of great wealth, beauty and joy. All I am telling you, like a neighbouring prisoner in the cell of the Count of Monte Cristo, is that hey… here is the truth of how this place works. I hope you, or I, or someone else (that you might pass this on to), will figure out a way to get out of here and burn this structure to the ground, and free the rest of us too.
And what I am telling you, above even that, is that simply the act of doing this, of sharing this information with you, and you with someone else, however you come to it, whether from my books and writings or not, makes a difference. It changes things. It sets in motion a wave of movement that is inevitable.
That’s all.
I do hope your life, and mine, and more importantly that of our children, will become one of a freedom and a truth unexperienced by any previous iteration of humanity. But I’m not telling you anything so absurd as that my books will make that happen. I mean, who knows, they might, they might be that little hoof movement that moves the whole herd, but even if they were, I would almost certainly never know it, nor, honestly, would I care too much. The movement is the thing. The stampede is the thing. Whether I personally start it or not, does not really matter much to me at all.
I am just one guy, whether slave in the midst, warrior king triumphant, or (most likley) something in-between, is not important to me. I need not be one or the other for my own satisfaction.
I just want the movement to begin, to happen, and somehow, I don’t know exactly how, but I sense it, I can feel it.
It begun already. It’s here. It’s moving. I don’t know how fast or slow, how high or low, but it’s coming. And I am just adding to it as I can, and I think it can make a difference. No, more than that, I know it makes a difference. And it is what I have to add to the wave, so I do. And I hope and want, that you do too. So add to it too. Do you part.
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In order to move away slightly from the sede on sede violence of the last posts, a quick question.
The Ebooks, including NAZI MOON, have now been done, along with some books that people requested for a while (like RTCC) but I was unhappy with the variation in layout. They will be available for Kindle, Apple Books, Kobo, Nook and Google Play from my E-Store.
HOWEVER, it will require you emailing the books to your device. It is not a difficult thing to do, you can usually just go to the settings of your kindle and it will show you what email you need to use, BUT, your kindle will only accept emails from registered addresses, so the Estore will not immediately be one that your Kindle recognises unless you add it to your approved email list on your devices in Amazon.
So you need to buy the ebook with the email you registered to your device So for example for an amazon kindle, this is usually the email you have registered with amazon.
You then download the ebook and forward it to your kindle email using your amazon registered email.
Like I said, it is fairly easy and many of you know this already, but that’s what I wanted to check. Please let me know in the poll below:
There are three paths I can go down with respect to the next book I write.
NAZI MOON (linked) is now available at least in the US and CANADA and should be available soon in other countries too.
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I have been asked to do the relationship book by friends and men in general for years; at least 20 of them. I resisted the impulse* for at least a couple of decades, primarily because, as one of my alter egos/nicknames —given to me by friends in Italy over 20 years ago— said in one of the graphic novels he appears in: “Any man that says he has understood all there is to know about women, is either a liar or insane.” And it’s close enough to the truth in some ways. Nevertheless, I feel that after two divorces, a lot of women in between, and finally a proper Catholic marriage, not to mention 4 children I fathered, I have probably made —and persevered!— and (one hopes), learnt enough that it is probably acceptable to pass on a few pointers to younger men; at least on those issues I feel I have now got enough experience to retroactively note when I did the right thing (regardless of outcome), and when I did the wrong thing (again, regardless of outcome). I mention this, because as I say, there have been a lot of people asking me for this for a long time.
With regard to my non-fiction, each book I have written so far, is really mostly a compilation of my theories and conclusions formed with many years of experience.
The Face on Mars was the result of a lifelong interest in Astronomy from very early childhood. I understood what a light-year was at age four, thanks to an uncle who was, and remains, a total geek to this day. He also sent me a telescope in my early teens, with which I observed the mountains of the moon, and how the moon itself moved. I also saw Haley’s comet with it, from our home in Africa at the time. And to this day the concepts I put forth in that book were then, and for the most part continue to remain today, unique. Some have badly plagiarised aspects of it (hello Graham Hancock) but the overall main issue had not been understood by anyone I am aware of before I saw it. And most remain totally ignorant of it, despite the predictions and theories I made back in 1995, playing out as correct in the intervening time. The update in 2014 also added a new dimension to the reality of my ideas, which is partly expanded on a lot more in my fiction work.
Systema was similarly, a book I wrote after I had personally spend decades in the martial arts world. And I wanted to demystify a LOT of the nonsense that goes with many martial art “concepts” and their related egos, and which —in particular— seemed to have a vortex of “mystic ninjas” concerning the Russian system. Which is an impression many martial artists might have if they have not experience of it firsthand. By merely watching YouTube videos or hearing “fantastic” stories of almost magical ability, they are most likely going to assume it is some woo-woo nonsensical “martial art”. That thought is disabused within minutes of confronting any of the top exponents of it. Unfortunately, as always, along with the really good practitioners, there were also a lot of “mystic ninjas” and some of the practitioners did nothing to demystify the situation, so I did it. I have been doing martial arts since I was a very small child, thanks to my dad, so I had pretty extensive knowledge of it before I put hand-to-keyboard after almost four decades of it.
Reclaiming the Catholic Church was in some ways the “odd man out” because I had a road to Damascus Event in 2013 and the book came out in 2020, that is, only 7 years later. However, I had been reading different books on all the main religions, mysticism, “spiritual” and even New Age stuff, again, since my teens, and literally infiltrating various cults as a hobby, in order to see if anyone had anything that was demonstrably true, real, or worthwhile. I had settled on a basic Zen-Agnosticism, with a clear understanding there must be an intelligence behind creation (the math, astronomy, biology and physics, as well as logic, pretty much confirms it many, many, many times over) but no sense of a God as such that was specifically interested in us mere mortals, much less me specifically. That changed in a radical, unexpected and utterly surprising way, that while “subjective” in the sense that I cannot prove it to anyone else, was absolutely objective and very much so for me. The other part that helped was that because the Catholic Church has ALL of its rules and dogmas written down, it was fairly easy to follow the thread of its history and see the astonishing truth it is founded on. As it was, to see that the current inhabitants of the Vatican are, without putting too fine a point on it, flat out Satanists.
BELIEVE! Instead, published a year before RTCC, was a much smaller work, putting out my new, or updated, basic outline philosophy. For those who have read both books, you will notice that BELIEVE! is not even a fifth of the size of RTCC, at just under 100 pages, and is a lot more open with respect to overall views and concepts. RTCC was the follow up that basically said, “OK, so that’s sort of where I am with respect to religion as a whole (BELIEVE!) now let’s take a look at this one path that I state is the best one I can see so far, and in this book, (RTCC), I went full autist, covering every aspect of Sedevacantism (i.e. the actual, current, only Catholicism left) and demonstrating it in a manner that no one has so far even attempted to refute, much less succeeded. The result is that RTCC is the foundation on which BELIVE! is really sitting on, which is probably why even if a much smaller and less detailed book, BELIEVE! has resulted in now over 100 people converting to Sedevacantist Catholicism (aka simply: Catholicism).
The reason I point all this out, is because in these last two non-fiction books, it becomes obvious that even my overall looser and more generic ideas, as expressed in BELIEVE!, for example, clearly have had a lot of genuinely positive effects on people who read them. And we know it was this that sparked the results, because BELIEVE! came first, and yet, even without all the details (presented in RTCC), it had a serious impact on people’s lives.
I see a LOT of confusion, struggles and heartache among young men today concerning intimate relationships and finding the right woman.
I literally get questions, emails, or messages on the topic to a frequency that is starting to become hard to keep up with. And as anyone that reads my blog knows, I have a rather low opinions of PUAs, and would very much hate to be mistaken for one. That said, I know for a demonstrable fact that my advice benefits these younger men, because they are getting married, having babies, and resolving issues they had for many years of their lives. I have literally had everything from friends, neighbours and even strangers, asking for advice, on an ad hoc basis, to hypnosis sessions with people that were under clinical care as supposedly paranoid schizophrenics under medication that went on to stop the medication (yes with doctor approval and full knowledge of my sessions with them) and go on to have a productive life with a functioning relationship, when prior they were 29 year old virgins. And I have been doing this for at least 15 years, with positive results.
So, perhaps, there is some utility in putting together some of the baseline concepts concerning male-female interactions and so on.
The other options (SF saga continuation) or YA SF books are, respectively, more a divertimento for myself and, a less fun, but I think helpful addition to the current dearth of adventure stories for boys mostly. I am not aware of anything like the Hardy Boys and so on coming along anytime recently, which is why Castalia House is doing well printing old classics. I would not enjoy writing such books as much as my own adult Science Fiction, but it would not be too difficult to do and they should be able to be produced fairly quickly. Although, I am not likely to be acclaimed as a children’s author anytime soon, or even long after I am dust, so the effort might not be worth it.
Anyway, I’d appreciate your thoughts on the matter, so please feel free to leave comments after you vote, thanks.
* Vox, on this post, referring to someone else, Taleb, in this case, said something that holds true for most of us. Personally I have always genuinely tried to resist the temptation, and often people have been quite “deflated” when trying to make me their “guru”, when, after being asked something I know little or nothing about or at least I don’t feel qualified to take a stand on, I simply say “I have no idea”. Some were quite insistent nevertheless and I always consciously dissuaded that, as I explained in some detail in my book Systema: The Russian Martial System.
While we wait to see if this revelatory 827 page doorstop of science fiction complete with antigravity ships, aliens, martian ruins, Nazis and their superweapons and mysticism and Russians and their technology and so on…
In the meantime, you can go here and see if there is anything you need to get or gift (there is a gift option so you can buy any of the ebooks there for someone else). It’s a little sparse at the moment, but I am aiming to get a bunch of stuff on there properly formatted for kindles, before Christmas, including some of the titles that were not available as ebooks before. And since delivery is immediate by email, you have until the last minute to get them.
The PDF games provided there have a long-standing traction with pen and paper role-players. I fully expect you guys to print them out after you get the PDFs, and enjoy playing them with your friends. Back when I started D&D, in deepest darkest Africa, getting any of the books was almost impossible and when one did, all of one’s friends would immediately find ways to get copies made, either at their parent’s business, friends who knew someone who had access to photocopiers and so on.
I also plan to try and get Reclaiming the Catholic Church up as an ebook, but it’s a fairly big job, at 530 printed pages and in a format that does not lend itself very well to the kindle format, nevertheless, that’s the aim, after all, it is heading to Christ’s Mass, so… I should really see if I can do it.
On that note, I will also be fulfilling my promise of dedicating a Mass to all those that supported the sponsoring of an Olive Tree with a Saint’s name for themselves or others or anonymously.
Thank you all, and I’ll advise here as soon as NAZI MOON is out on Amazon, where physical copies of my books will remain, as well as when more ebooks go up at my store.
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It’s All About the Science, Honest
Yeah, man! Because people like Rowling are just artists, and people who write for New Scientist are just, like Scientists, you know?
And what’s going on in Haiti, now led by a Cannibal military leader who wears a Freemasonic symbol as a prominently displayed necklace, is obviously just perfectly normal scientific research for the betterment of mankind.
It’s obviously done on an island to retain proper scientific controlled conditions. Clearly.
And anyone that thinks there is a massive influx of demonic and satanic influences becoming thoroughly exposed since the planned covid scamdemic is just a paranoid religious bigot.
Clearly.
PS:
Hey, you, the guy who looks like you might want to become a religious bigot, here, you like that? How ‘bout this? Maybe a little of this too, you know, to keep the little lady happy too?
No, you’re more like real science guy eh? Okay then, I got some of this, which explains pretty much everything, or maybe this, to fight off depression, ya know?
Look, I got plenty of stuff, you just gotta tell me what you like.
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By G | 15 March 2024 | Posted in Actual Science, Ancient Technology, Believe, Books, Caveman Theory, Face on Mars, NAZI MOON, Overlords of Mars - 1, Overlords of Mars - 2, Reclaiming the Catholic Church, Social Commentary, StCZA - Module 0, StCZA - Q.O.R.G., Systema, The Crusades - Iron Men and Saints Vol. 1, The Dirty Old West